“Come here,” she told me with a smile and I complied. She gestured to my crotch. I pulled up my skirt once again, my fingers trembling. This was n...w, and I had no idea what she had planned. I pulled down my panties and sighed softly. My pussy lips were red and swollen, and the gusset sticky with my honey. “Randy little thing,” Em commented and pulled a small jar from her purse. “You know what this is?” she asked, holding it up for me to inspect. It was dark red, with some brighter spots, and at. Maybe She wasn’t nude, maybe if you’re a normal man you don’t bother with photos but ‘do stuff’ with Her. I never had the nerve to do any more than ask for spare photos, which they never had (until Miss Lisa), though on one occasion the receptionist/nude model was wearing a low-cut top, making me spunk my pants in front of Her. She was a little surprised but unconcerned, so maybe I should have taken that hint.I got close to going into a studio on a couple of occasions, but always bottled it.. He was covered with muscles of the kind only gotten from hard work doing heavy lifting and strenuous activity over a whole lifetime. Later on, I found out how he had earned some of those muscles. By then I was already aware of what an awesome man he really was.A lot of the pretty boys in the spa where I did my aerobics exercises to maintain a decent level of fitness went the steroid route. Too many of them messed with their body chemistry in their desperate striving to gain impossible muscle. The upward lifts were alright, but her downward thrust began to get more forceful almost to the point she was getting carried away, so l lifted my hips to meet her downward thrusts this helped but Sally wasn’t happy that my shaft wasn’t going as deep so stopped and asked Colin to help her off. She wanted me to fuck her at the edge of the bed which didn’t work out to well the last time l tried so we got Colin her husband to help by holding one leg up and l was able to hold the other as well as.